Zhao Xing immediately recognized it was that old Yin Yang person, who had no eye for recognizing someone's realm.
Regarding this old fool, Zhao Xing had no intention of having a conversation with him.
His body began to replicate, and in the blink of an eye, twelve clones appeared and then vanished into the clouds.
"Attacking the strong voluntarily? Zhao Xing, you're asking for it!" Zhan Chen growled, beginning to activate the Melting Gold War Body.
The Qi-Blood within him swelled, and his body started to grow larger.
As a rule, after he performed the third transformation of the Martial Arts Golden Body, the body should grow bigger, and the spell resistance should vastly increase.
He was indeed growing bigger now, but it wasn't as Zhan Chen had expected.
Why is there no golden glow of the Four Spirits Dharma Form?
And why is his nose getting longer?
Zhan Chen uttered puzzled sounds, and the next second, he let out a pig's squeal.
"Oink oink~ oink oink~"
Zhan Chen: "???"
